Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique

Chapter 373: Chapter 25 Purple Jade Snake Grass

The attacker was incredibly fast; upon closer inspection, this wasn’t a flying sword but rather a cultivator who had transformed himself into a dazzling sword light. This method was both shocking and moving, refining the self into a sword.

Clang!

The strike fiercely cut into Lin Feng’s body, but Lin Feng’s physical body was too powerful, as if it had hit the hardest magical treasure, it actually didn’t manage to immediately breach Lin Feng’s defense.

Lin Feng, at this moment, also reacted and struck back with a palm towards the opponent.

With a loud bang, the cultivator was sent flying by Lin Feng’s palm.

Agh…

Midair, a mouthful of fresh blood was coughed up; the technique of transforming the body into a sword also reverted to its original form under Lin Feng’s palm.

This was a cultivator who looked to be in his twenties, dressed in blue robes.

The man, having failed in his sneak attack on Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue, and instead injured by Lin Feng, had an extremely gloomy expression.

“Are you alright?” Sikong Zhaiyue’s face changed with concern as he looked at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng grimaced with pain but wasn’t injured and shook his head, “I’m fine.”

He then turned his gaze towards the blue-robed cultivator.

“Grandson, you dare to ambush your grandpa? Let’s see how I’ll kill you.”

Lin Feng quickly gave chase; if his physical body hadn’t already been tempered strong enough by the Ancient Dragon Elephant Technique, he might have been truly cut down, so how could Lin Feng not be enraged?

The cultivator, injured by Lin Feng’s palm and knowing he couldn’t stand against both Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue, turned to flee, but Lin Feng’s speed was too fast and he quickly caught up.

“Eat Laozi’s fist!”

Lin Feng roared and swung his right fist, smashing it forward.

A punch light, formed from condensed energy, ferociously blasted onto the cultivator’s back.

Agh.

The cultivator was sent flying with a spurt of blood from Lin Feng’s strike.

Lin Feng rapidly pursued, intending to capture him.

“Three Hundred and Sixty Swords!”

…

The cultivator bellowed, unleashing a secret technique which condensed countless sword Qi into swords that stabbed at Lin Feng.

A total of three hundred and sixty swords.

This was definitely a formidable secret technique, with three hundred and sixty swords stabbing at him, Lin Feng had to swiftly evade.

Swoosh.

The cultivator took this chance to dash into the dense forest.

“Where do you think you’re going?”, Sikong Zhaiyue rapidly gave chase.

…

Three hundred and sixty swords relentlessly pursued Lin Feng.

Resolved not to stop until Lin Feng was cut down.

“What impressive swordsmanship.”

Lin Feng was astonished; he activated his Devouring Martial Soul, creating a Devouring Black Hole that directly swallowed all three hundred and sixty swords.

“Swoosh.”

After Lin Feng had broken the opponent’s three hundred and sixty swords attack, Sikong Zhaiyue flew back, somewhat frustrated, and said, “Let that guy get away.”

Lin Feng said, “If he runs, he runs.”

The person from just now didn’t hold Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue’s attention for too long; they quickly left the area.

After Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue had departed, the cultivator who was injured by Lin Feng stepped out from within a large tree, employing some extraordinary Concealing Skill to hide himself within the tree.

“Boy! I remember you! I will make sure to tear you to pieces!”

The cultivator’s expression was gloomy, and his face twisted as if pulling at his wounds, causing him to cough violently.

…

“Is this the Ancient God Demon Battlefield? It really is a separate space, boundless and infinite.”

Sikong Zhaiyue marveled in amazement.

Lin Feng said, “It’s said that this used to be part of the land of the Three Thousand States of the Heavenly Martial Continent, but after the great war between the gods and demons in ancient times, there were so many dead gods and demons that this place turned into a site of extreme horror. Ghosts roamed even during daylight, so a powerful being sealed the area and refined it into a space, locking away the Ancient God Demon Battlefield.”

Sikong Zhaiyue said, “The only question is, who erected the Eternal Suppression of Gods and Demons?”

Clearly, this had become a secret that no one knew.

The two continued to sweep toward the depths, discussing as they traveled. Lin Feng said, “I’ve heard that a hundred years ago, someone discovered an ancient corpse that exceeded divine spirits in the deep parts of the Ancient God Demon Battlefield but failed to secure it. Now, a hundred years have passed, and the Ancient God Demon Battlefield has opened once again. Those ancient forces will surely return, aiming to bring out that ancient corpse from the depths of the Ancient God Demon Battlefield.”

“An entity that exceeds divine spirits?”

Sikong Zhaiyue couldn’t help but take a sharp intake of breath, finding it hard to imagine what kind of being that might be.

There’s an old legend that when you transcend divine spirits, you can travel to a place called the “Undying Realm.”

But, after all, that was just a rumor.

Lin Feng nodded and said, “Indeed, but these things are too far away from us.”

Sikong Zhaiyue felt the same way. They were still at the Martial General Realm; such matters were indeed too distant and unattainable for them.

Five days later, Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue arrived deep within a mountain range, where dozens of cultivators had gathered.

“The Purple Jade Snake Grass grows inside, but it’s guarded by the Evil Snake. Perhaps we can collaborate to slay the Evil Snake and obtain the Purple Jade Snake Grass.”

Someone proposed this.

Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue were both surprised; there was actually Purple Jade Snake Grass here, a kind of extremely precious Spiritual Medicine.

Rumor has it that the Purple Jade Snake Grass would germinate only after a thousand years, break ground after two thousand years, and turn into Purple Jade Snake Grass after three thousand years.

Being able to recognize the Purple Jade Snake Grass meant that it had already grown for more than three thousand years.

“The medicine power contained in Purple Jade Snake Grass can greatly enhance the purity of True Qi, a very rare Spiritual Medicine that can directly improve cultivation.”

Lin Feng explained.

Sikong Zhaiyue nodded and said, “I’ve heard that if it’s refined into a Purple Jade Snake Pill, the effect can be doubled!”

Lin Feng nodded in agreement; it was indeed as Sikong Zhaiyue had said.

Lin Feng did not have the method to refine Purple Jade Snake Pills here, but he did have the method for the “Purple Gold Pill,” which required sixty-seven types of Spiritual Medicine. The main ingredient was Purple Jade Snake Grass, and once refined into a Purple Gold Pill, the effect of the Purple Jade Snake Grass would increase tenfold.

This was the formula Lin Feng had learned from the Fire Kirin, the heritage of the Ancient Medicine God.

More and more cultivators were converging here, evidently having heard the rumors.

The Purple Jade Snake Grass touched the nerves of many.

“There are already more than two hundred people here, but a place would produce at most twelve stalks of the Purple Jade Snake Grass.”

Lin Feng commented.

“Is there such a claim?” Sikong Zhaiyue was slightly surprised. He was not an alchemist, so he did not know much about Spiritual Medicine, but Lin Feng was quite clear on this.

Even among these twelve stalks of Purple Jade Snake Grass, they would devour each other, leaving only one in the end. It was not easy to say if there were twelve stalks here now.

“It’s them…” Several cultivators in the distance flew over, one of them looked toward Lin Feng and Sikong Zhaiyue, his eyes filled with fierce killing intent—it was the blue-robed cultivator who had ambushed them when they had just entered the Ancient God Demon Battlefield.

This blue-robed cultivator, along with several of his fellow disciples, had also arrived at the Evil Snake Mountain Range.